Now I am in a trying state

They turned my dreams to a horror story

Nah I ain’t got nothing yet

They place me in their cover story

Hoping to get through the tri-state

I place my hopes on the higher glory

On the higher glory on the higher glory

I’ve been trying so hard but nothing seems to come through

Keyboard itching finger cash finger nigga it’s been paying

Lost more friends to the scam made some for the process

The more they hating, clock ticking

The more they nose in I got their nose bleeding

I got my troubles got my stitches

I got my Troubles got your stitches

Balling in the state (Ride)

Sipping on the Alcohol ( Night)

Two steps backward just to make it Right

I got my troubles

I got my troubles

That’s mine

Balling in the state (Ride)

Sipping on the Alcohol ( Night)

 

Wish on my stars like God show me the way

Wisdom on grey that’s lord  leading  my way

Slowed on the pace my barber on the fade

We down on the road got the finish the rate

You’ve been on my side that’s hell on the way

Stick on my dreams like council man Tate

Fears of loosing there’s ghost on my way

Wish life had the Gta code

I am stressed  on the road  

Cause ain’t no giving up

Been in the trap so long

Been in the hood to long

Step out the  state for much

Balling in the state (Ride)

Sipping on the Alcohol ( Night)

Two steps backward just to make it Right

I got my troubles

I got my troubles

That’s mine

Balling in the state (Ride)

Sipping on the Alcohol ( Night)